Myra

“Who knows if all our brains are inventing the same thing? I mean, how do we know that the thing YOUR eyes see and call "red" is the same thing that I call "red"?”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, A Corner of White

“Ah, even sitting here on my front porch, looking out over the fields, there's a part of me aches to see him walking. To conjure him out of the sunlight in the distance. The shape of my dad, I can almost see it, crossing the field toward me. Come to put his arm around me, reach out an arm to my mother as well, and I'll close my eyes and just breathe.”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, A Corner of White

“There was something in the moonlight tonight. It was stroking the stonework and spires, leaning into cracks between the cobblestones, caressing the stained-glass windows. She felt her heart lift with magic.”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, The Cracks in the Kingdom

“How about we meet at midnight tomorrow and try this. I close my eyes, believe in you, and there you'll be.”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, The Cracks in the Kingdom